Sorcerer Azur Novels & Stories

Zico said angrily. "You will regret this, Zico. It's better you give up now," Alexander said "I've never regretted my decision, old friend, and I will prove it to you tonight," Zico said, his voice dripping with arrogance. Alexander's fists clenched and his muscles were tense. He glanced at Natasha, silently giving her signs to stay at alert as Zico continued with his words, his voice laced with dangerous charisma. "I discovered the forbidden arts of sorcery," Zico boasted, his eyes gleaming with malice. "The ancient sorcery powers allows me to harness the life force of others, stealing their powers and adding them to mine."

The insanely gorgeous being before more laughed, her perfect dentition glinting under the dim lighting and making her appear more ethereal. “Boys, do you wanna introduce me to this gremlin?” she flipped her hair over her shoulder as she asked. That’s when I noticed that we weren’t alone. There were five heavily built men dressed in black standing behind her and they’d blended so well with the shadows that I didn’t notice them. “She’s Arielle, a powerful sorceress and prophetess from the lineage of Lucifer Morningstar, the fallen angel,” one of the men introduced her, stepping forward and making me catch sight of the crest on his breast pocket.

I attempted to pull myself away, but Azazra tightened her grip on me, chuckling in my ear, tutting. "No! Don't!" I screamed, inhaling heavily as I saw the usual purple hue from the corner of my eyes, and I knew that Azazra was summoning her dark magic. But, her hands weren't the shade of purple I was used to seeing, them being more of a light lavender colour than a bright fluorescent purple.

The old man looked into her palms keenly for another full minute, his eyes widening like they were about to pop right out of their sockets. Yolanda and Charles had exchanged puzzled looks for the umpteenth time, trying to figure out what was happening. Suddenly, the old man began to mumble words that made no sense to the young man and woman seated before him. "I can see very dark spirits inside of you. I can see a__werewolf," He paused and looked closer. "There's a woman obscuring my view of your future. She's standing before a door. It looks like she is trying to keep it closed."

It was too late to think about a containment plan for the sorcerer; he'd known and destroyed it with his magic. Still, Zor didn't seem ready to fight him. Perhaps the old sorcerer had other plans. He couldn't waste his time thinking about the sorcerer or what he intended to do. He moved back in the air and placed his hands together. He closed his eyes and said, "Blessed silvers, move-in times, unseen but fast; shoot your darts. Pierce and kill, and take down those that hope to take me down!" The silver already scattered all over the place rose and pierced through the armour of the soldier, shooting straight for the heart and dropping not less than a thousand of them dead on the ground.

But for every strike we landed, the sorcerer seemed to draw strength from the darkness itself. "There's no escaping your fate," the sorcerer taunted, his voice echoing with triumph. "The Key will be ours, and the world will be forever shrouded in shadows." I gritted my teeth, refusing to yield to the sorcerer's gloating. "We won't let your twisted vision become a reality. We fight for the light and the balance of the supernatural realm." With a surge of determination, Alex unleashed a devastating attack, channeling the power of his werewolf essence. The force of his blow knocked the sorcerer off balance, buying us a moment of respite.

*Rurac* "But tonight, under the full moon, the convergence of celestial energies will amplify my blood magic," Azrael continued a twisted excitement dancing in his voice. "I will drain you of your Alpha powers, Rurac, and become a force beyond imagination. No wolf or witch in the universe will be able to challenge me." With every word, my determination grew. I couldn't let Azrael succeed—not for me, not for Alyssa, but for the safety of the entire supernatural and non supernatural species.

The sorcerers fixed their gaze on me. It looks like they figured out that my strength is not enough to fight against this many opponents at the same time. They just need to bombard me with whatever attack to preoccupy me and their General will soon find the right timing to strike. To accomplish this, the sorcerers began to recite an incantation. "…" Their lips started to move quickly. "O striae tenebrarum! Attende cantilenam nostram, Quia in ipso aurorae periturus est!"

Stormbringer— An alchemist that transmutes stress to electricity. Avenger— An alchemist that transmutes pain to healing and strength. It can also be used to punish anyone who has caused them pain, cursing them. Scorchers— An alchemist that transmutes anger to flame. Optimist— An alchemist that transmutes joy to health, and luck. Reaper— A rare type of Alchemist that breathes/ absorbs life for healing, and strength. They can also use it to temporarily copy the power or skill of someone they had killed.

She then asked Zaha to speak again. [The army of the Serpentes Kingdom has come to help to fight the enemies of this world. I, Zaha Serpentes, and my army have come to exterminate Sorcery and the Sorcerer who brought it to this world. Sorcery is a vile art and must be exterminated from the face of this earth!] [Prince Serpentes arrives with his army to wipe out the Sorcery from this world, just as Crown Prince Hyacinth helps for the same reason!]